We met on the bus and the moment I saw your last name, I knew who you were and I had to see why he loved you. Now I know, you're funny, dorky, beautiful and there's no word to put how much I need you. Now you're one of my best friends, now just us three against the world.
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PoetryHello, I don't write to inform you or to show you my life story. I write to show that you can move on from the past and let go. The only way you can move on it is to forgive yourself and the people who have hurt your soul. I write for the damaged, t...
